Me and Slobodan Milosevic Down by the Schoolyard

(I came up with a little ditty today, in the spirit of ironic, false accusations.  I also would like to thank those who contributed heavily to this composition to the parts that you may recognize, John, Paul, George and Art, commonly known as Peter Paul and Mary.)

 

Then  mama pajama rolled out of bed

And she ran to the police station

When the papa found out he began to shout

And he started the investigation

It’s against the law

It was against the law

What the mama saw

It was against the law

Then mama looked down and spit on the ground

Every time my name gets mentioned

Then papa said, “oy, if I get that boy

I’m gonna stick him in the house of detention”

Well I’m on my way

I don’t know where I’m going

I’m on my way

I’m taking my time

But I don’t know where

Goodbye to Rosie, the queen of Corona

Casually dismissing genocide

But only for the greater good

Casually dismissing genocide

But only for the greater good

Whoa

In a couple days they come and take me away

But the press let the story leak

And when the radical priest

Come to get me released

We was all on the cover of Newsweek

And I’m on my way

I don’t know where I’m going

I’m on my way

I’m taking my time

But I don’t know where

Goodbye to Rosie, the queen of Corona

Casually dismissing genocide 

But only for the greater good

Casually dismissing genocide

But only for the greater good

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